Clouds of puffy marshmallows sleepily slither overhead
Did you identify a character or three up there?
Imagination glimmers of dreams once held close;
Come alive in that sailor, dragon or ogre,
Wrestle the wind to retain its shape bodes ill.
Changing into a storm of intrepid power
My clouds continue the journey to distant eyes.
Dazzling sun casts a shadow to the tree
Peacefully I rest beside the still pond.
Glass like surface broaches a rare ripple
Vanishing on rock-strewn, shaded shore.
The tree stands reaching toward heaven
My soul lay abandoned on gentle pasture.
Living on dreams indescribable I stand proud
To realize wind and clouds continue on.
May 29, 2009